Chapter 556 Emotional Crisis 3

If this belonged to Li Aocang, Beichen Ying would have long since organized people to lay an ambush on the road, secretly making a move to rob it.

"I'll take these pieces that were cut out. Consider it payment for my hard work. You guys don't have any objections, right?" Su Luo looked at them and said with a smile.

"No, no, absolutely no objections at all." Beichen Ying, acting as their representative, shook his head repeatedly. "Even if all the raw stones inside are waste material, it's completely fine."

Beichen Ying felt that Su Luo had probably finished cutting all the raw stones containing crystals, and the remaining ones were just waste material. She was too lazy to move them, which was why she left them for them, right?

If Su Luo knew Beichen Ying's thoughts, she would definitely send him flying with a slap.

Lan Xuan felt that the surprise came too quickly, making it feel somewhat unreal. His thoughts were the same as Beichen Ying's, but compared to Beichen Ying, he was more outspoken. So, he weakly asked, "Sister-in-law, this… this won't be like Wang Zhongkui's, where nothing is cut out in the end, right?"

Does this guy know how to talk?

Before Su Luo could flip out, Beichen Ying and Anye Ming immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Each of them grabbed Lan Xuan under an armpit and lifted him out.

At this point, all the irrelevant people had left, leaving only Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo in the room.

There was no one left to joke around with Su Luo and stall for time.

What needed to be faced would always need to be faced.

"Everything is done. Let's go." Su Luo cleared her throat, feigning composure, and turned to leave.

She wanted to act as if nothing had happened, to turn this page.

However, as she brushed past Nangong Liuyun, her slender wrist was suddenly seized by him.

His aura was cold and intense, his gaze as sharp as a blade, so sharp it seemed it would cleave her apart.

"Still trying to leave?" Nangong Liuyun's voice was cold, bloodthirsty, and cruel.

Intense pressure, heavy aura, an unyielding dominance, an unmatched arrogance.

This was the intense aura belonging to His Highness Prince Jin.

For some reason, Su Luo felt a bit weak inside. She didn't dare to look into Nangong Liuyun's eyes.

Su Luo found fine sweat seeping from her palms.

"Look up at me." Nangong Liuyun was like a suppressed, furious beast, his eyes piercing directly into her, causing an inexplicable panic in her heart.

Su Luo took a deep breath.

Was he perhaps making a mountain out of a molehill? Was she really that excessive just now?

Su Luo raised her eyes to look at him: "Why are you so angry? I didn't lose."

Nangong Liuyun's deep eyes grew even darker, the hidden anger making his whole person look bloodthirsty and cruel.

And with Su Luo's words, it was as if the strongest hurricane was brewing in his eyes…

It was completely different from when he was being playful and grinning earlier.

Su Luo didn't know that a single sentence from her had intensified the anger in his eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a bit uncertain.

"What exactly are you angry about? I wouldn't really lose you." Su Luo felt his anger was inexplicable and made her feel helpless.

Nangong Liuyun raised an eyebrow, his eyes burning with fury. He gritted his teeth, slowly uttering each word: "Gambling always has risks. How dare you say you are sure you will win?"

"I…" Only now did Su Luo realize that she had forgotten to tell him about the Little Divine Dragon.

So, she tried to explain to him in a gentle tone: "I won't lose. It's precisely because I know I definitely won't lose that I…"

Nangong Liuyun didn't give her a chance to explain, coldly interrupting her words.